80: Chapter 80: A direct assault might lead to a secondary explosion; a clever strategy is needed to take down the Class A reactor!

Suddenly, an extremely harsh sound of machinery operating drowned out the howling of the wind and sand.

The thick armor plating at the highest point of the camp split open to both sides, and three enormous electromagnetic railguns exuding an aura of destruction slowly rose.

The pitch-black gun barrels glinted with a cold metallic light in the night, and dozens of blinding infrared beams wove into a net, locking onto the foreheads of Chen Chen and Jiang Yanxue.

Shen Wanbing's urgent voice immediately came through the miniature communicator.

"Chen Chen! Retreat immediately! Radar full-area scanning shows that those three railguns and the A-grade nuclear reactor at the bottom of the camp are connected to the same self-destruct sequence! Once the external armor suffers an assault exceeding the threshold, the reactor will enter an overload detonation state! The entire camp will detonate!"

Chen Chen frowned.

The A-grade nuclear reactor was the core puzzle piece for him to craft his only S-grade weapon, the Void Annihilation Matrix; if it exploded, this trip would have been for nothing.

"Jiang Yanxue, let's go!"

Chen Chen did not hesitate at all, grabbing Jiang Yanxue by her lithe, explosive waist.

His agility attribute, as high as 53 points, erupted instantly, and the two figures left behind a blur that was difficult for the naked eye to track.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three high-explosive electromagnetic shells grazed their afterimages and slammed into the sand, blasting out three giant craters over a dozen meters in diameter, with the violent shockwaves kicking up sand that filled the sky.

The armored door of the Ghost Fortress swung open, and Chen Chen leaped steadily into the cabin with Jiang Yanxue.

"Lift off, mental shielding device at maximum power."

Chen Chen floored the accelerator, and violet-blue electric arcs flashed violently from the undercarriage.

The 26.5-ton mobile war fortress turned into a streak of dark light, and, wrapped in the purple force field of the mental shielding device, it vanished into the swirling sand, disappearing into thin air from the Radar screen of the raider camp.

The atmosphere on the first level of the cabin was somewhat heavy.

Shen Wanbing stood before the tactical command console, her hands typing rapidly on the keyboard.

She projected the 3D model of the camp constructed by the Radar into mid-air.

"These raiders are all suicidal lunatics."

Shen Wanbing pushed up the anti-radiation glasses on the bridge of her nose and pointed at the glaring blue light at the bottom of the model.

"The defense system is bound to the core reactor. A direct assault won't work, and trading with them is even less possible; these people have no credibility whatsoever."

Jiang Yanxue toyed with the Shadow Instant-Kill Blade in her hand, her tongue licking her red lips:

"Then we kill our way in from the inside and cut the wires to the control hub. As long as the self-destruct sequence is paralyzed, the artillery outside will just be for show."

"Easier said than done; how do we get in?"

Shen Wanxing walked over carrying two cups of hot tea, her face full of worry.

"The outside of that camp is covered in large-caliber machine guns; not even a fly could fly in."

Shen Wanbing tapped on the keyboard a few times and brought up an intercepted audio segment.

"I just cracked their internal communication frequency, and there's an excellent opportunity."

Shen Wanbing looked at Chen Chen, "In order to evade the impending acceleration of the Death Black Mist, the camp's vice-leader, 'Blood Rose,' will personally lead a team out tonight to the abandoned service area 100 kilometers to the east for one last large-scale scavenging run."

Hearing the words "Blood Rose," Jiang Yanxue sneered, straddling her chair, her long legs swinging casually.

"So it's that slut."

Chen Chen raised an eyebrow: "You know her?"

"Back when I was in the Black Dragon Society, I dealt with her a few times."

Jiang Yanxue's dark red eyes showed disdain.

"This woman is a complete lunatic, extremely obsessed with the strong, and addicted to desire. Her favorite thing to do is scavenge the wasteland for all kinds of strong men, treating them as her 'trophies' and 'blood bags.' Once she's bored of playing with them, she just tosses them into the reactor as fuel."

Chen Chen rubbed his chin, his gaze falling on the holographic projection.

A bold and crazy plan quickly took shape in his mind.

"Since she likes strong men, then we'll send one over to her."

Chen Chen stood up and casually ripped off the jacket covered in sand and dirt.

The perfect physique supported by nearly 100 points of constitution was instantly exposed to the air.

Chiseled abdominal muscles, an explosive waist, and veins lurking under his skin like steel bars gave him a visual impact akin to an ancient Greek sculpture.

"I will take the initiative to be this 'prey' and sneak into the core area of the camp."

As soon as these words were spoken, the cabin fell silent instantly.

Shen Wanxing's little face turned pale instantly, and she hurried over to cling tightly to Chen Chen's arm, her voice tinged with a cry:

"Chen Chen! You want to go and be her prisoner? That's too dangerous! What if she forces herself on you? You can't go!"

Jiang Yanxue laughed uncontrollably on the side, her chest heaving violently.

She looked Chen Chen up and down, her dark red eyes filled with excitement and secret jealousy:

"With the boss's physique, that woman probably won't even be able to walk after seeing it. But boss, you better be careful; don't get drained dry by that slut."

Shen Wanbing was the first to regain her composure; she wasn't worried about Chen Chen's safety at all.

How could a man capable of crushing a god's projection with his bare hands be taken advantage of by a wasteland bandit woman?

Her hands flew across the keyboard as she began to plan the route:

"The plan is feasible. Chen Chen infiltrates the interior, finds the control hub, and disables the self-destruct sequence. The four of us will wait with Seven Blades' outer fleet at the camp's blind spot. As soon as you give the signal, we will immediately provide fire support for extraction."

"Let's do it."

Chen Chen patted Shen Wanxing's head, signaling her to let go.

"Go get me a set of tattered clothes."

Half an hour later, the tactical deployment was complete.

The Ghost Fortress remained in silent hover amidst the sandstorm.

Seven Blades, along with the remnants of the Black Dragon Society, were fully armed and hiding in the blind spot of the camp's Radar scan, itching to go, just waiting for the boss to give the signal.

Chen Chen changed into a slightly tattered black tactical vest.

This clothing had been specially "processed" by Jiang Yanxue, with several tears perfectly revealing the firm muscle lines of his abdomen.

Paired with his cold and rebellious face, he was simply walking hormones.

The armored door slid open, and the wild wind, carrying sand, poured in.

Chen Chen held an ordinary black iron-grade machete in one hand and leaped into the vast night.

Night fell, and the wind and sand on the Flesh Wasteland became even more violent.

According to the new rules announced by the system-wide notification, although the Death Black Mist at night had slowed down to five kilometers per hour, that prickling, oppressive feeling still left all survivors breathless.

Chen Chen walked alone on the only path to the abandoned service area.

Ahead was a highway toll station that had collapsed halfway.

Several cars, long since corroded to nothing but skeletons, blocked the middle of the road in a haphazard manner.

Chen Chen hoisted the black iron-grade machete onto his shoulder, took a bit of dark green blood from a low-level mutant from his silver-grade storage ring, and smeared it casually on his arms and chest.

To make his performance realistic, he even deliberately suppressed his terrifying aura, making his breathing sound somewhat rapid and chaotic.

Not long after, a dull vibration came from the ground.

Several heavy armored off-road vehicles with wild designs and rusty spikes welded to their front bumpers came roaring from the distance.

The roar of engines tore through the silence of the wasteland.

Chen Chen calculated the timing and slashed down a second-order mutant dog that had just crawled out of the ruins.

He deliberately staggered, knelt on one knee, and used the blade to support his body, putting on an act of being severely exhausted but still holding on.

"Swish!"

Several high-power searchlights on top of the off-road vehicles lit up simultaneously, their blinding glare instantly locking onto Chen Chen standing amidst the pile of corpses.

The convoy slammed on the brakes, forming a semi-encirclement that blocked Chen Chen in the center of the toll station.

The door of the most luxurious heavy armored vehicle in the middle slowly pushed open.

A pair of long, beautiful legs wearing spiked high-heeled leather boots were the first to step out of the cabin.

Tight black leather pants outlined those exaggerated hip and leg curves to perfection.

Blood Rose made her entrance.

Her wine-red, wavy hair danced wantonly in the wild wind.

She wore a deep-V tight leather top, the neckline cut extremely low, and the snowy, deep cleavage was visually striking under the glare of the searchlights.

With flaming red lips and bewitching red eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes, her gaze was seductive yet carried the viciousness of a venomous snake.